Hi Beth,
Did you notice I left you to the last for a reply while I 'wondered'?

If a stranger tells you that you look like a runner, and you do, what does the stranger have to gain by lying to you? So stranger has told the truth!
Same with the diving: what would a stranger have to gain?
Now in the family you are a runner and a diver---great!!--but a parent who might be jealous of the child is bound to have some ambient or straight out disparaging remarks to "put you in your place"," to bring you down to their level because they cannot do it", and that is awful as children require praise from their parents.
Don't you hate it when some control freak is always changing the rules?
I have a sister, Beth, who is an N. She has been a troublemaker since a child. When we were all growing up, I was about 3 when I shoved as broom handle down her throat. Could I have known at that young age that she was trouble?
As we went into puberty, our younger sister, Ruth, a bit chubby was growing breasts before Beth and I were. Ruth found herself a bra and wore it. Beth told her she was too young to wear one, so Ruth stopped. She blamed Beth for her having such poor muscle tone in her breasts later on, as she became larger. Ruth still might mention the
influence (her word and I know what she means) that Beth had on her life. As well, Beth told Ruth that she couldn't have any children because she had heard a conversation between mom and our doctor that Ruth would never have a period and therefore could never have children. This was so cruel!! I didn't know until a few years later.
One morning Ruth had her period, I didn't yet, but I had snooped enough in their bedroon to know how to hook her up to a pad and she was wailing/sobbing the whole time. Eventually she told me what Beth had done and that she was crying from relief.
Beth betrayed me, Oh so many times, and I just couldn't/can't believe she did what she did. So family, in some cases, means nothing.
I am trying to understand myself without tacking on any family member--just me alone. Some people worry about my aloneness, but I am fine. I can deal with it and make notes and know better what I'm doing or not doing right!
I don't have anyone in particular to improve for, but myself, but just maybe God will allow me to squeeze through the Pearly Gates!
Love
Izzy
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